Chapter 4 - Victoria Fumes As Her Social Standing Collapses Completely
Victoria stepped between Daniel and the children, her face twisting into an ugly mask of aristocratic fury.
“Get these brats out of this charity gala right now before I call security and have them thrown onto the street!” she screamed.
The murmurs of the wealthy crowd swelled into a loud wave of gossip as smartphones recorded every single second of the drama.
Sarah raised an eyebrow, stepping forward to pull her sons back against the safety of her emerald-green wool coat.
“Your security guards couldn't touch us if they tried, Victoria. This hotel sits on land my family owned before you were born,” Sarah stated.
Victoria’s jaw dropped in disbelief as she realized the unassuming woman standing before her possessed terrifying historical leverage.
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Daniel didn't hear their verbal sparring; his eyes were already scanning the frantic handwriting scrawled across the old paper letter.
The ink was faded, but the words were sharp enough to slice open secrets he thought were buried forever.
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